Yi Qingcheng looked at her gently, a gentle smile on his face.
"I said I would give you a gift today. How about the Dustless Pearl? Don't worry, it's already yours and won't be bought by someone else."
"But..."
"Shh. There are no buts. If I say it's yours, then it's yours." His fingers touched her lips, somewhat affectionately, somewhat suggestively.
Su Yan blushed, slightly turning her head away, casting her eyes down, not daring to look at him or the Dustless Pearl again.
The auctioneer was experienced in handling various situations, and quickly managed to gloss over Su Yan's small disruption just a moment ago.
Then, the auction began, starting from ten million.
Someone bid fifteen million, another thirty million, another fifty million...
The bidding grew higher and higher.
Su Yan just sat there, unmoving.
She suddenly heard people whispering behind her.
